so what if curiosity killed the cat?
Posted by _subersibo at 11:59 PM on July 2, 2004.
Boy Abunda interview skills. Check. Bionic ears. Check. These are the two basic skills needed by chismosas. They say, curiosity killed the cat. I say, so what? At least the cat died with the satisfaction of having his questions answered. This is the mantra of chismosas. Read on if you are a chismis predator or prey.
There's really something about finding discovering astounding news on someone you classify as interesting. It must be the lack of drama in one's life that drives people nuts dpa(deep penetration agent)-ing their way to the core of the romour mill. Although not always in the positive light, sucking the marrow out of chismis gives that satisfaction of knowing a little more than others do. The reasons are downright stupid and shallow but hey, someone's gotta do the dirty job.
After discovering the earth shattering stories, you suddenly details that often go unnoticed. Say for example boy A who likes girl A of vice versa. Either of them have been dropping what seem to be useless remarks. After finding out about someone's little crush on the other, you realize that those remarks were actually silent screams on the real score.
So at this point, you already know the dish. The big question that has to be answered is: Divulge or not divulge? For those belonging to their respective Tigbak authorities (Startalk linggo here), more chismis means more juicy information that can be safely shared if not with everyone else, at least among yourselves. You can be all giddy with your hot hot information but not all secrets are public property. Some are meant to brought to the grave while others... well... find their own way out. A little SOS though: If you slip, try not to make a big fuss out of it. What has been said cannot be taken back. But what can be done, is not to blow the issue into even greater proportion.
They say curiosity killed the cat. I say, so what? At least the cat died with the fulfillment of his questions being answered.
There's really something about finding discovering astounding news on someone you classify as interesting. It must be the lack of drama in one's life that drives people nuts dpa(deep penetration agent)-ing their way to the core of the romour mill. Although not always in the positive light, sucking the marrow out of chismis gives that satisfaction of knowing a little more than others do. The reasons are downright stupid and shallow but hey, someone's gotta do the dirty job.
After discovering the earth shattering stories, you suddenly details that often go unnoticed. Say for example boy A who likes girl A of vice versa. Either of them have been dropping what seem to be useless remarks. After finding out about someone's little crush on the other, you realize that those remarks were actually silent screams on the real score.
So at this point, you already know the dish. The big question that has to be answered is: Divulge or not divulge? For those belonging to their respective Tigbak authorities (Startalk linggo here), more chismis means more juicy information that can be safely shared if not with everyone else, at least among yourselves. You can be all giddy with your hot hot information but not all secrets are public property. Some are meant to brought to the grave while others... well... find their own way out. A little SOS though: If you slip, try not to make a big fuss out of it. What has been said cannot be taken back. But what can be done, is not to blow the issue into even greater proportion.
They say curiosity killed the cat. I say, so what? At least the cat died with the fulfillment of his questions being answered.
